After Five Years Of Marriage

Chapter 3 - The dream

Jessica shook her head in the bathtub, knowing that Dylan usually made love to her in the bathroom whenever they bathed together as a couple, and now he was avoiding her.

She resumed bathing in the white bathtub with her sponge, soap, and water. After finishing her bath, she rinsed her body and walked out of the bathroom into the bedroom to get dressed.

Dylan had already worn his white night robe and sat on the bed, preparing to sleep, as he was feeling tipsy from the alcoholic drinks he had consumed at Rosie’s home.

He saw Jessica step out of the bathroom but immediately turned away from her and gazed at the wall as he lay on the bed.

Dylan turned his back to Jessica and faced the wall. She frowned at her husband's behavior, knowing that he was indeed avoiding her.

Jessica walked over to their wardrobe to take out a nightgown to wear. She tried hard not to cry, not wanting to divorce Dylan.

She knew he had been behaving strangely lately, especially after being absent from home for two days. She wondered in her mind, "Who is the new woman in his life now?"

Jessica searched for a single nightgown to wear for what felt like hours. Even as she touched the white nightgown she wanted to wear, she found herself getting lost in thought, hot tears streaming down her face.

Finally, snapping out of her trance, Jessica took out the white nightgown she had been holding and put it on while glancing back at her sleeping husband on the bed.

Her eyes moved to the divorce papers on the headboard. She shook her head in sadness and walked up to the bed to join her husband in sleep.

Dylan was already fast asleep on the bed, but as Jessica climbed onto it, he felt her weight press down and his eyes opened slightly. He stared at the pretty yellow woman beside him.

Seeing that the beautiful woman was his wife, whom he was about to divorce, and noticing that she was sobbing, Dylan sat up in bed and sleepily asked, "What's wrong, babe?"

Jessica sniffled and wanted to reply, but Dylan laid back down on the bed, falling asleep again. The alcohol hadn’t worn off yet, and he was tired and exhausted from spending half the time since he finished work at 5 PM with Rosie in her room.

Dylan turned his back on Jessica again, adjusted his pillow properly under his head, and resumed sleeping while Jessica blinked away her tears as she sat on the bed, looking at her husband for a moment.

Not wanting to accept the fact that they were going to divorce the following day, Jessica resolved to be the good wife she always tried to be. She wrapped her left arm around Dylan's waist and moved closer to him, as he lay with his back to her.

Jessica cuddled up beside Dylan, inhaling his masculine scent as she hugged him to find warmth.

She rested her head on his left arm to caress his face and jaw, but as Dylan inhaled Jessica’s sweet floral scent, his eyes subtly opened again. He immediately sprang up from the bed, even in his drunken state, and pushed Jessica's arm away from him.

Dylan looked at Jessica angrily and asked, "What's wrong with you, Jessica? Why don't you want me to sleep tonight?"

Dylan was seated on the bed and, noticing that Jessica wasn’t wearing a bra underneath her large breasts. And that her white nightgown was almost transparent, revealing her breasts to his view, he quickly turned away.

Jessica replied, "I want you, Dylan."

"But I don't want you anymore, Jessica. I want a divorce, and you should sign the divorce papers tomorrow and leave! I'm not joking about this." Dylan cut her off, immediately grabbing his pillow and drunkenly stepping down from the bed. He wore his black slippers and prepared to leave the bedroom, snatching his pillow away from Jessica's hands as she tried to stop him from leaving.

Dylan walked out of the room, leaving Jessica all alone in their master bedroom. She cried out, "No, sweetheart! Wait! Where are you going?!"

Jessica hurriedly stepped down from the bed and chased after Dylan as he exited their sitting room upstairs and went downstairs to the guest room to sleep.

"Dylan! Open this door!" Jessica stood in front of the guestroom door and banged heavily on it, urging Dylan to unlock it from within, as he had locked it from the inside.

Dylan ignored Jessica's cries and went to the bed in the guestroom to sleep, since Jessica wanted to seduce him in their bedroom.

"Dylan! Open this door now! I'm your wife!" Jessica cried out, banging heavily on the door.

She glanced at the corridor clock and saw that it was already past midnight.

Jessica shook her head and finally returned upstairs to their master bedroom to sleep alone. She didn’t want to wake their kids and, since the master bedroom was the biggest room in the mansion, she walked toward the king-sized bed, covered in a white bedspread, and climbed onto it slowly to sleep.

Laying on the bed, Jessica tried to sleep.

It was Wednesday night, and Jessica knew that her kids would be going to school the following Thursday morning. They attended a day school. She had to sleep on time so she could wake up early to prepare her two kids for school.

But sleep was far from her eyes as she kept crying on the bed, thinking about the new woman who had come into her husband's life and was destroying their marriage.

Jessica continued to think about how she would lose weight and impress Dylan, by becoming the slim woman he wanted again.

She had tried to lose weight before, but it hadn’t been easy for her. She loved eating and sleeping, and being a full-time housewife left her homebound.

Jessica had spoken to her best friend, Esther Friday, about her plans to lose more weight. Esther had advised her that the best way to lose weight was to hit the gym.

Yet, despite her daily exercising, losing weight hadn’t come easily for her.

Jessica sniffled on the bed again and fell asleep. In her dream, a beautiful, short yellow woman walked into her home with a big black suitcase full of clothes. This short woman wasn’t Jessica—in the dream, she was taller. The short woman looked at Jessica irritably and ordered her to serve her meals.

In the dream, Jessica found herself serving this beautiful, slim woman, who sent her away from her husband's house. Desperately pleading, she said, "Please, you cannot send me away from my husband’s house. Leave Dylan alone so that he can look at me, his wife."

But the woman replied, "No. I knew Dylan long before you did, and your time here is up in his life. Go away."

Jessica watched as Dylan threw her clothes out of their matrimonial home, not even caring that their kids were present. He told her, "Leave my house, Jessica. This marriage is over between us. Get out of my life!"

"No, Dylan! Please... Don't send me away. I love you... Please, Dylan..."

Jessica continued struggling on the luxurious white bed in the master bedroom, still trapped in her dream.

In her dream, she was pleading with Dylan, "Please, Dylan, don't send me away. Please..."

Suddenly, she saw Dylan rushing toward her in the dream, grabbing her by her left wrist to throw her out of their mansion. She cried out more desperately, "Please, Dylan! You cannot send me away! Dylan! Dylan!.. Dylan, please!"

"I'm here, Jessica! Wake up!" Dylan shook Jessica vigorously on the bed to wake her. Sitting beside her, he shook her again and again to pull her from her nightmare.

When he had woken up earlier in the guest room the night before, he had a headache and remembered that he returned home with the divorce papers Rosie Andrew had given him to present to Jessica, urging her to sign them.